Chapter 37 Ruined by my father’s rival Part 2

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“I’m not—ah!—calling you that, you sick fuck!” I moaned despite myself, biting my lip hard enough to draw blood. My thighs trembled. I tried to close my legs, but he forced them wider, shoulders wedged between them.

He leaned in and replaced his thumb with his mouth, sucking my clit hard...

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